Colligere de Gnosis [Petra]

[Onrai]

Circe had set foot on Dathomir, soaking in the energy of the planet as she looked around. The world was so... so right! Women were powerful Force-wielding witches, members of an ancient sisterhood that practiced spells and sorceries long lost to time... and of course, the men were subjugated to the women. That was something she liked the most, women being the ones who dominated males in every aspect of their life.

No one had come to greet her yet, and as such, she traveled to what appeared to be the Witches' training facility. It was most interesting, a very naturally-vibed place. The Falleen-Zeltron hybrid sat down, crossed her legs, and allowed herself a moment to breath in the beauty of this planet.

Hopefully, someone would join her soon.
@[member="Petra Cavataio"]

 

[Petra Cavataio]

An outsider that was green was not difficult to miss among a sea of lightly tan women. Petra knew of a few green races that left a trail of vapors and even fewer that had some like Zeltrons. Even her granddaughter and great granddaughters that were half Zeltron, those gave her a chance to be more aware of the traits that species had. Traits that Petra made sure had no influence over her. One thing she did not like to happen with other people. No one was allowed to better the woman.

Walking up to the green outsider, the witch addressed the guest. “What do you seek, child of pheromones?" She walked around and stood in front of the woman that was resting with legs cross on the floor.

 

[Onrai]

Circe couldn't help but gawk at the woman who came to greet her. She was quite beautiful, emanating an aura of immense Force power. A sensual smile crept to the corners of her face as she slowly stood up, eying the Witch with her steel-grey orbs.

I seek the knowledge of magic, mistress.

The strange thing about this woman was that she felt... off. She appeared human, at least to Circe, yet her Force aura was that of someone who had trained for decades, if not centuries, in the arts of Dathomirian sorcery. Perhaps she would gain answers to her questions later down the line... Now was likely not an appropriate time.

 

[Petra Cavataio]

Many came for their reasons to Dathomir and many were sent packing. Petra’s newest mindset in regard of Dathomir and who done what for the clans was set more to expanding her base. Since her clean up so many centuries before, she had to rebuild from the ground up. For her to do that, she needed to get people that were at a level to work for her.

Looking over the green woman who stood up, Petra simply asked, ”What do you know of Allyan magic, child? Also why seek it?”

 

[Onrai]

I know that the magic found on this world is arguably a more primitive usage of the Force, but it unarguably has greater power. I wish to learn all that I can about Allyan magic so that I may retain the knowledge and teach it to future students of mine.

Circe was having trouble resisting how beautiful the woman in front of her looked. It was almost as if the trancer was becoming the trancee.